"Roy
Mustang!" A woman yelled. Roy, at the age of 15, sighed to him self
and crawled out of his bed. "Roy Mustang!" the voice rang though
out the house. "I'm coming!" Roy yelled, he scratched the back
of his neck as walked out of his room shutting the door behind him.
"What?" he asked stepping in front of a woman. She was and old
lady, with blonde hair with tons of gray in it. "What was that?"
she asked. "What is it that you want sister Mary." Roy hissed.
"Young man your grades are horrible, I told you parents I would
take you if anything happened but I can not favor you over the other
students, I might have to send you to a home." she said.

"That's
total shit!" Roy yelled. "Young man." she hissed. "Sorry
sister." he said looking down. "I will give you one more chance
but you have to stop falling asleep in church, and listen when the
other sisters read the bible." she said, and started naming other
things. "And that means no more Alchemy, I know your parents taught
you, but it goes against god so please stop. And don't stay out
late like you used to, and if I find you kissing another young lady
you will get cleaning for a week." she said. "But that's not
fair you know I don't believe and that Alchemy is all I have left."
Roy said. "Who ever said life was fair." she said as another
sister walked by. "Roy, it's not breaking the rules if you don't
get caught." she whispered in his ear.

She
stud up strait, "and there will be a new young lady going us, so
please don't cut her hair off of anything else." she said walking
away. Roy smiled and walked back up the stairs to his room. He opened
the door and slammed it shut behind him. "Man why does she always
do that." Roy said. "'It's not breaking the rules if you
don't get caught'" he mimicked her. He smiled to him self. "At
least I did get mother Rose." Roy said sitting down by the open
window that sat in his room. He shared a room with two other guys.
One was Jean Havoc, his parents dropped him off and said they would
come and get him soon. The second was Maes Hughes, his parents where
friends with Roy's. They died the same way Roy's did.

Roy
looked out the window, there was a loud noise. It was thunder. The
clouds up ahead where dark gray. A black car stopped in front of the
building. A man got out of the car and went to the trunk and got a
old black suit case out. He went to the back seat and opened the
door. A girl with long blonde hair stepped out of the back seat. She
was wearing a long black dress, and had a veil over her head that was
black too. She just got back from a funeral Roy thought to him
self. She was pretty. "Hey!" Jean called opening the door. "The
new girl just got here, you coming?" he asked. "Yeah here I
come." Roy said standing up. Roy and Jean ran down the stairs. Each
wearing black dress pants, and a white shit tucked in, and a black
tie, Roy's shirt was half in half out, and his tie was untied. Each
had socks on, running down the tile stairs.

Sister
Mary stud in front trying to keep everyone down. Roy pushed his way
to the front. "This is the young lady that will be staying with us,
I hope you all make her feel at home." sister Mary said. Roy looked
at the girl, he got a much better look at her, her skin was a pail
white color, it was creamy and beautiful in many ways. Her eyes where
a mahogany color. They where the most prettiest eyes Roy had ever
seen. "Jean, Roy help her with her things, she'll stay in your
room." sister Mary said. "But she's a girl." Maes said
popping out of know where. "good job captain moron, I'm sure ever
one didn't know that." some boy said. He had blonde hair and blue
eyes.

"Ass
hole." Roy said. "Roy." sister Mary hissed. "Yes ma'am.
Jean grab her bags." Roy said. Jean grabbed the bag from the young
girl. Roy garbed her hand and they made there was up stairs. "Alright
do you want top or bottom?" Roy asked pointing to the bunk bed. "I
don't care." she said with a light whisper. "Okay bottom it
is." Roy said. Jean went to the closet and grabbed a couple of
blankets and started to make a bed. "Okay you have the bottom 3
shelves." Roy said pointing to the shelves in the far side of the
room. She nodded every time Roy looked at her. "Alright that's
about it, we all eat dinner in the dinning room, then we have a study
and library, but every books on god, when I go out to town you can
get real books." Roy said. "The bathing room and restroom is in
here, there is more toilet paper under the sink." Roy said.

"Oh,
you need a towel for bathing." Roy said going to the closet again.
"Okay we only, have purple or pink." Roy said holding up two
towels. "Uh... purple." she said. "Nice." Roy said, walking
into the bathroom and putting the towel with the other three in the
bathroom. "That's about all you need to know." Roy said with a
smile. "Thank you very much." she said bowing. "May I ask what
your name is?" she asked. "Roy Mustang." Roy said with a smile.
"Jean Havoc." Jean said hanging some cloths out. "What is your
name?" Maes said out of know where. "Oh, how rude of me, my name
is Elizabeth Hawkeye." she said bowing. "Mines Maes Hughes." he
said with a smile. "Is it Elizabeth or do you have something we can
call you for short?" Jean asked. "Riza." she said. Riza...
that's a lovely name Roy thought with a smile

A/N
Time.

How
was that? Was it good? Should I delete it? Am I sexy? Well yes I know
I'm sexy, I'm wearing my cute suit right now, getting ready to go
down stairs for the new students coming. I'm in a boarding school.
It sucks, I never get time to wright thought I have tons of stories.
I've only posted some. This is kinda like me and my friends but I'm
Roy. A lot of this stuff really happens, except I'm more cocky then
Roy. I'll probubly make him more cocky in the next chapter. I swear
I wish my parent where still here so I wouldn't be stuck with the
sisters, there nuns and a pain in the ass. I got spanked yesterday
because they herd me call a girl a bitch.

Boarding
schools suck. My Aunt sent me here because she thought that I would
get in the way if I had to live with her. All I could bring with me
was my cloths and I talked them into letting them bring my laptop
though they think its a sin, they hate me because I love FMA. They
say its a devil show. Its so funny. Well hope you liked the story,
later.

-Ember

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